Jake’s POV“Fuck Maria...” I groaned. I had been in the shower after a tiresome day at the Nexton pack. Waiting for Nora while dealing with Michael was not the best way to spend a day, but at least my aim was achieved.Now I could hate Maria all I wanted but fucking her was one thing I always looked forward to. “Do you like that?” She purred like a cat as she batted her lashes as she rode me. She was so good at it. She could stay longer.“Stop. Doing. That,” I groaned. She knew what I was talking about. She knew that whenever she acted all innocent while she was riding me, it always got me off. She continued doing that. It always reminded me of Nora when we were dating. The sheer innocence“Oh fuck! You are so sweet." I groaned in between sentences as she began moving faster.Then I emptied myself into her. I signed deeply as I leaned on my hands to give her a deep kiss.“I bless the day I found out that I was your mate,” Maria said in between kisses as I began nibbling on her neck.

Michael’s POV“Who the hell allowed that dog into my pack?” I growled. They were all gathered in the strategy room. It was a pity that I couldn’t say hi to Nora. I asked Hercules to take Mia upstairs while I had a short meeting with the guards.They had not said a word to me. Their heads were bowed. Yes, no werewolf dared look me in the face as I scolded them. I almost killed one when there was an attack on the pack.“Speak!” I thundered, and I saw some of them shaking like leaves."Your highness, it was not our fault. Jake had come into the pack when you were around, and when he came again, he tried to force his way in. He had told us that he knew you were not in the pack, so he could whisper something to another pack, and it would be a full-blown attack. His only condition to not do that was to just see Miss Nora. So we allowed him.”For a split second, my mind went through all the possibilities of what would happen when there was an attack. Dylan. Nora.“Get out of my sight,” I sna

Nora’s POVWHAT!Michael was kissing me. What does that mean? What about the LUNA? What is MIA?He kept asking me to kiss me back with his tongue. And yes, why wouldn’t I? This was a memory I knew would be stuck in my head for a long time. Why not enjoy it? He grabbed the back of my head and kissed me with reckless abandon.When I opened my eyes again, Michael was staring down at me.I lowered my eyes.“That was what I always wanted to do, ever since I saw you in Dylan’s class,” he said.Suddenly, for a weird reason, I became extremely shy. It was like I had stripped myself of my underwear. He tilted my face upward and smiled. He came closer, and I moved back. He grabbed my hands and pushed me towards him. I only had to look up again, and we would be kissing again.“I’m sorry if I invaded your space, but I’m not sorry I kissed you. I don't regret it for a second. I moved back a little and smiled.“It’s no problem,” and immediately I began to draw maps on the ground."I'm happy; there'

Nora’s POVBack from the dinner part with Michael, I found it hard to leave my room. I couldn’t believe I was going to trust only Michael for Mia’s phone call to shatter everything."Mummy, are you okay?” Dylan asked for the fifth time since today."Yes, baby," he said, hugging me, and I served him breakfast. Michael was not yet home. I don’t care. As I was leaving the house for the club, Zen noted that I left the house more often these days. But I knew; he knew it had something to do with Michael.Pulsating speakers, reverberating beats, and the moving disco ball traveling on all corners of the crowded dance floor were just the beginning of my night.The DJ was in high spirits. His ears were partly closed with one hand raised while the other moved with grace and style on the turntable. He chose the right songs. He kept the festive mood alive, drawing more people to file outside, waiting to be cleared in by the bouncers.I danced without care or worry, forgetting myself, lost in the m

Michael’s POV3 DAYS AGO“Hello Mia"Her voice was loud. Was she crying? Oh no! Not again. A million thoughts flashed through my mind in that moment. It wasn't a good one. The last time I saw Mia as a mess was during the attack on her pack. I remembered Mia’s brother. Marcel. He wasn’t going to take this lightly.Marcel might be an ordinary werewolf, but in his rage for his sister, he could do me great harm."Michael, you would not believe—“ then there was some scrambling sound. My heart pounded in my ears.“What! Believe what? What happened?” Then there was silence on the phone. Sweat filled my hands as the phone suddenly became slippery.“Mia?—"“Don’t believe her, Michael; she’s drunk!" I recognized Hercules voice before I could process what he had said. Then the fear was suddenly filled with anger."What's going on there?” I barked.“Give me back my phone now!” I could hear Mia slur. I rolled my ears and took a deep breath. All was safe now. It was just a drunk joke.“Don’t you dare touch